Thursday, March 1, 2012

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."...I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore. I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care. I want to reassure you, that I'm not lying there.I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "it's me."You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.It's possible for me to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew, in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning and say "good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.Be patient, live your journey out ... then come home to be with me

....i miss my babies so much ......

WOOFIED by
kissa-bull

31 comments:

What a beauitiful poem. The tears are flowing agaim but they've never really stopped. I had never seen thst picture of Tiger before. I'll have to get it blown up for Mona and she can look at her man whehver she wants.

That is the most beautiful poem. Tears flowed as I read it, but then I tear up every time I time I think of what you have been through. Your babies are so furry special and will always be watching over you. Sniffs, The HoundDogs

Thats a very beautiful poem. Writing often helps people process their grief. I am not particularly religious and I take a sort of scientific view of things but I am alwyas conforted by something the astronomer Carl Sagan said, we are all made up of the same stuff as stars. The stars we look at know are extinguished since they are so far away and were made up of thje same stuff as our loved ones and as the earth itself. Eventually we will all go back to the stars. I absolutely believe that the spirit of those we love, human and animal, remains around us after deathUrban Hounds

Thank you for sharing this poem today. I heard it a long time ago but it helps to hear it again. Soon it'll be 3 years that my precious DeeDee went to the Bridge, also very unexpectedly. Not a day goes by when I don't think about her.

What a beautiful poem Sandra.I know it will comfort you to read it in low moments.I have six fur babies I have lost over the years.Two from old age, one went missing, one died at four years of age from an obscure disease, one died in the first year of life from a heart that simply stopped working, and one died of cancer at five.All are missed so much.I know you miss your babies and that it hurts but I also know they truly are all around you.Like mine are around me. Especially in my heart.Your sweet babies continue to breath life into your heart.Keep strong and don't forget to lean on those who are with you now.

We continue to send you our love and support.the critters in The Cottage xo

Now it is the sad time, but one day there will be joy without end! I feel your sadness with you, and have ever since that awful night. I think of you often, even though I am far away and we don't know each other, and I am not even a frequent visitor to this blog. Even so, you come to mind and I say a silent prayer that you will have peace and comfort. I just read a few posts that have come up since I was last here - the one about Sugar is amazing, what he did for that boy and his family. Wow. Thanks for sharing that story and this poem too - it's beautiful, I read it twice.

and now I'm a blubbering mess, at work. What a beautiful poem. I can't not cry reading any of the lines... But I hope this is true... that your pack is with you all day long. And that my Knox is with me (imagine that, i can finally bring him to work...). Hang in there. Love from Bmore.

one year later

when i was saved........

Who we is...

hewo all furryends this is guero, the model, coco chanel the queen of the universe, brinks chief and commander of the PTO society, and bella the princess. hope you enjoy our everyday adventures as we enjoy being spoiled pitties.